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Spunk could come in the house through the kitty door on the other side of the house (often we let in the front door and he just walks straight through the house and goes right back outside through the kitty door), but he chooses to be a drama queen, and act desperate sitting on the rail outside by the front door, looking sadly in the window, begging us to let him in. Today he was particularly sad, stuck outside, all covered in snow. While Spunk was going through his sad cat routine, Najar jumped up on the window sill to add her two cents worth about how silly he is.






I’m posting on WordPress tonight because Zenfolio is having issues so I cannot get to my site.
We went for a long walk out to the northeast side of Paris today. On the way we visited this small cemetery, and noticed we did not see any rats running around. As we were leaving a kitty came out from some bushes and we could see that behind her were some kittens. I walked over to take a look and the kitties had a little house that two of the kittens ran into when they saw me. One stayed out on the ledge long enough for me to get a few photos. While the mama kitty would not let us get very close to her, she didn’t run away, and the kitten that was following her around was adorable.





